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I should not dare to leave my friend, / Because -- because if he should die / While I was gone, and I -- too late -- / Should reach the heart that wanted me;
If I should disappoint the eyes / That hunted, hunted so, to see, / And could not bear to shut until / They "noticed" me -- they noticed me;
If I should stab the patient faith / So sure I 'd come -- so sure I 'd come, / It listening, listening, went to sleep / Telling my tardy name, --
My heart would wish it broke before, / Since breaking then, since breaking then, / Were useless as next morning's sun, / Where midnight frosts had lain!